The Empire will continue to win

The next day.

Shen Moqing woke up on the rosewood canopy bed. As soon as he made some noise, the gilded curtains were lifted from the outside.

Her hair was disheveled, her almond-shaped eyes sparkled, she exuded a strong musk scent, and her breath was as sweet as orchids.

It's a pearl!

"Young Master is awake? Shall I help you wash up and undress?"

"Um."

The first time you experience this pampered life of being waited on hand and foot, you might not be used to it, but you get used to it the second time, and you like it the third time.

This fully demonstrates that human degeneration can happen very quickly.

Hey~

Shen Moqing actually sighed.

"Young master, is it because I haven't served you well?" Pearl asked anxiously.

"I'm just worried about the future of the country."

"Once the young master becomes the Grand Secretary, second only to the emperor, everything will be alright," Pearl said earnestly as she helped him fasten his top button. She truly believed it.

"You're right." Coincidentally, Shen Moqing thought so too.

I just pushed the door open.

There was another person in the courtyard, my cousin Shen Lian, standing about 20 feet away with his hands behind his back, looking dashing and debonair.

"When did you arrive?"

"It's been about fifteen minutes."

Why don't you come inside?

"A gentleman helps others achieve their goals." Shen Lian smiled ambiguously, as if he had overheard the conversation between the master and servant inside the room.

.........

last night.

seat.

After several rounds of drinks, Old Madam Shen suggested that she could find Shen Lian a job.

At the time, my uncle Shen She was also present, his eyes filled with eager anticipation.

Shen Moqing initially looked hesitant, then reluctantly agreed, promising to find Shen Lian a good job at the gun factory, but on the condition that he obeyed her every command, otherwise...

The old lady was overjoyed, and the eldest uncle was even more excited, standing up and toasting himself three times.

When they clink glasses, my uncle's glass is always a inch lower than the rim of his.

Although the gun factory manager didn't have a rank, it was still a respectable job with a decent monthly salary, which was quite prestigious.

In fact, Shen Moqing was planning to place a few of his own people in positions of power. They were desperately short-handed, and there was no reason not to rely on their own people.

Appoint people based on merit.

Nepotism.

Appointing people based solely on trust.

All of these are acceptable; employing three different types of people simultaneously can create checks and balances between them.

This is politics too.

Braving the biting autumn wind, the two rode at full speed, passing through the southern part of the city along the central axis. When they were almost at Yongding Gate, Shen Moqing suddenly turned his head to look.

A familiar figure stood on the street, gazing at him quietly, his eyes filled with longing.

Du Yulan!

She waits here every day, just to catch a glimpse of him from afar.

Shen Moqing was very moved, but he did not slow down, because he understood Du Yulan's thoughts. Not formally marrying into the family and having private rendezvous were against the rules of Zhou etiquette.

She is truly a rare woman.

In ten days, it will be the auspicious day for the bride to enter the family.

.........

The two rode at full speed, heading straight for Nanyuan.

The gun factory has changed a lot.

The main entrance.

A 24-hour armed sentry post was set up, with four shifts of two people each, operating regardless of wind or rain.

Inside the factory.

The trash and fallen leaves that were once everywhere have been swept away.

The damaged walls are being repaired, and the haphazardly stacked warehouses are being reorganized, but these are just superficial efforts. Right now, the most crucial thing is to select capable individuals.

First appoint trusted confidants.

"Shen Lian, starting today, you will be the head of the General Affairs Department of the Firearms Branch of Yanshan Heavy Industry Group. General affairs may seem trivial, but they are not insignificant matters."

"This humble servant thanks Supervisor Shen." Shen Lian bowed and cupped his hands, smiling broadly and exuding an air of nonchalance.

"Zhang Zongcang".

"Your humble servant is here."

"From today onwards, you will serve as the head of the warehouse management department of the firearms branch of Yanshan Heavy Industry Group, and concurrently as the captain of the factory security team."

"Your humble servant obeys."

"Gu Hongming".

"Your humble servant is here."

"From today onwards, you will be in charge of the finance department of the firearms branch of Yanshan Heavy Industry Group."

"Your humble servant obeys."

Shen Moqing was full of vigor and high spirits:

"I will personally oversee personnel matters, and the selection process will begin immediately. Tell everyone that the topic of this selection is—how to manufacture weapons quickly, efficiently, and cost-effectively?"

"Give everyone half a day to prepare. After lunch, the selection process will begin, and the selection will continue every day until all official positions are filled."

The news caused a sensation throughout the factory.

Some were eager to try, some watched coldly, and some seemed lost in thought; in short, it was no longer lifeless.

.........

Inside the office.

Shen Moqing sat alone at his desk, drafting a complete set of rules and regulations, such as the "Temporary Employee Code of Conduct," "Employee Reward and Punishment Rules," "Workshop Quality Inspection Regulations," and "Monthly Inventory Rules," etc.

Selectively introduce modern enterprise management systems into the gun factory.

noon.

Shen Moqing entered the cafeteria and ate with the staff, but he ate a separate meal.

afternoon.

The selection process has officially begun.

It was still a live conference, and everyone participated.

Each person who volunteered to participate in the selection process went up on stage one by one for a one-on-one interview, where they were both observed and given advice.

"My humble servant Zhang Erhe, if we want to increase production, we must set a minimum per capita output. Anyone who fails to produce enough will have their monthly salary deducted. This will definitely be effective."

Zhang Erhe was an honest man.

There was a commotion below, with people cursing and swearing.

"My humble servant Zhou Wen suggests implementing a supervisory responsibility system in each workshop, where supervisors are responsible to their supervisors, and employees are responsible to their supervisors. Supervisors should have the authority to reward, punish, and even dismiss employees. If employees still fail to perform well, the supervisors should be dismissed on the spot."

Zhou Wen is a ruthless person.

Silence fell over the crowd.

After you finish your song, I'll take the stage.

Shen Moqing listened attentively throughout, occasionally asking a few key questions.

After Zhou Wen, another person came up. This person was not tall, thin, with slightly high cheekbones and graying temples, and seemed to be from Guangdong or Guangxi.

"This humble servant, Tang Tingshu, has a bold idea."

"Please feel free to speak."

"It's better to buy than to make. Instead of struggling to manufacture guns ourselves, we should distribute the parts to private workshops in the south, with each workshop only responsible for producing one type of part."

"Won't such a complicated process increase the cost?"

"I believe that the total cost will decrease by at least 30%."

"They've all been contracted out, what are we going to do?"

"Final assembly! The parts are finally delivered to our factory, and then we just assemble them."

The people below burst into laughter, thinking it was just the ravings of a madman.

Shen Moqing was taken aback. Although it was not feasible, the idea was absolutely imaginative and far ahead of its time.

The prototype of OEM.

"Your Excellency, I am not speaking carelessly. In the Jiangnan and Guangzhou areas, there are countless small workshops. As long as there are long-term orders, the small workshop owners can definitely do a good job."

"Putting aside whether it's commercially viable, do you think the imperial court would allow it?"

"I understand."

"Step down."

"Yes."

Tang Tingshu left in disappointment.

"Next!"

"I, John Moses Browning, present you with the blueprints for my repeating rifle design."

If Tang Tingshu's appearance had already delighted Shen Moqing, then Bai Langning's appearance brought him immense joy.

But I remember this person wasn't on the roster.

Forget it, let's look at the blueprints first. What if it's just a coincidence of names with famous gunsmiths?

"Bring it here."

"Yes."

Shen Moqing's eyes lit up as soon as she opened the first page. It was a hand-drawn mechanical drawing in pencil, instantly bringing to mind the atmosphere of an era.

"This should be a lever rifle, right?"